Playful Packmates

I awoke the next morning blanketed in snow, courtesy of Diego, accompanied by the laughter of Erik. "Wake up! I swear, new pups just laying around all day. Shameful!" Erik said teasingly as I shook the snow from my fur. It was about that...

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A Place Called Home

My name is Liam, and I want to tell you my story. I can't promise it will be clean, I can't promise it will be pretty. In the end, I still think it's worth telling. I remember the circumstances of my departure. I was seventeen, and...

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Long Road to the Council

Morning had come, and with it, new troubles. Heather was too wounded to travel on her own, and I volunteered to carry her. Diego didn't like it, but kept his silence when Rachel gave her approval. Holly walked with us, the others forged on...

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Welcome Home

I don't know what part of me became self-aware first. It's hard to explain. Your foot goes numb in your sleep. Does your mind recognize that it is your foot, or does your foot force your mind to react without knowledge? Suffice to say, I...

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Etched in Iron

I awoke to the vision of leaves moving between sky, the gentle bounce of footsteps and a smiling face. "Liam..." The alto voice spoke, I couldn't tell male or female from the angle or lighting, but the vocals belonged to a young adult. ...

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Aria - Interrupted Song

For my midterm project in Creative Literature 1-A, I've decided to write upon the reason I dropped out of law school. I'd like to note that this story is of a mature theme. I believe a classic stand-up comic put it best. "This will not be your normal...

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Entwined Soul

It took ten minutes for me to calm Rachel enough to talk to her. She sobbed heavily, weak in my embrace. She wrapped her arms around me, the cool, soft cloth of the simple robe she wore brushing against my shoulders, tickling in some places, but...

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Ch. 22-B3

--Mira-- The two of them had their fun the night before. I was happy for Cocoa, she needed … well, an answer, really. To what she felt. To what she wanted. I knew she’d be happier for it, no matter what conclusion she came to. ...

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Ch. 11

I woke up in a hospital room, an IV drip tethered to my right arm. My left arm and leg both immobilized in casts. The television hanging from the opposite wall played silently, the news, it seemed. Everything hurt. I could feel every bruise, every...

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Ch. 61

-------- Trainer -------- It felt good to feel the sunlight on my face. To feel the wind, and the sense of freedom as we began to pull out of the harbor. Despite my...

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Ch. 13

--Tempest-- I didn’t need to ask, when I saw her in the morning. She had him all to herself, and the two of them had made love. There were no other words for it. She looked so happy, so pleased with herself, and with him. I knew...

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Ch. 59

--Wendy-- I should've done it sooner, but better late than never. I expected some resistance, some argument. I expected him to pull away, or distance himself, but he didn't. When I took his hand, he simply squeezed his fingers...

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